Will you make it on time ?

Chapter 17

Ishan's pov:-
The air is heavy and stifling causing the hair on my arms and legs to stand up. The only source of light was the bulb in the middle of the basement.

I tried to scream but my voice failed to escape my trembling lips. The walls feels like they are closing in on me, pressing me in an claustrophobic nightmare.

The more I try to struggle, the more pain I feel. Chains are holding me captive. The cuffs making it hard to move my wrists. My wrists are red from struggling to free myself from the cuffs.

Tears are streaming down on my face leaving trails on my pale face. A silent sob escaped from my lips.

"MAYANK!" I screamed, my voice was echoing through the room. With every scream that tears through my vocal cords, the pain around my wrists only intensify.

"MAYANK I AM SORRY." My throat was hurting from the screaming. The basement door creaks open and Mayank walked down the stairs with heavy footsteps.

Anger is radiating from his whole body. He has a sharp knife in his hand. The one he always keeps with him. He pulled my hair and forces our eyes to meet.

"I loved you." He said. His voice was mixed with both anger and hurt.

"I loved you so deeply but you couldn't do the same. Could you? You couldn't see how we were meant to be together."
He said while holding the knife near my throat.

" Please" I manage to say. My voice is barely audible in the chaos of our emotions.

"Please , I didn't mean to hurt you. It won't happen again." I manage to say with my shaky voice.

"You don't understand." He said while tracing the knife down to my stomach.

"Without you my life has no meaning. If I can't have you, no one else can." He was about to stab me when I woke up again.

Fuck, these nightmares are worsening day by day.

I was gasping for air when my heart was pounding so heavily. I could feel cold sweat on my face.

Mayank's voice still lingers in my mind refusing to stop. I looked around to find myself in the basement but instead I was in the hospital bed.

I gripped the bed sheets tightly and tried to cover my body with them to provide some kind of comfort.

Shubman also woke up from the couch after hearing my urgency breath. He put his hands on my trembling shoulder.

After feeling the touch I jerked back suddenly, eyes wide with fear, confusing the current situation with the past memories.

"Ishan"

"It's ok Ishan. You are safe." Shubman saud in his soothing voice.

I struggled to take breath because my mind was still stuck in the nightmare. I struggled to catch my breath. The cruel fear was suffocating me.

"Look at me Ishu. I need you to look at me." Shubman said calmly.

I opened my eyes to look at him. He was already looking back at me with his eyes which were filled with both concern and pity.

"You are doing a good job. Keep looking at me. Everything's ok." He said while still holding my shoulder gently.

"Breath Ishu." He said while rubbing my shoulder with his hands. I tried to focus on my breathing and gradually my breathing became normal.

"You are ok know?" He asked me trying to make sure I was ok. I nodded my head slowly while removing the tears on my face with the palm of my hand.